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SUMMARY: The synthetic Zerith attacked the Icarus system. Only Lucius and the Nelson can stop them. Can a mere human stand up against the unstobbale Synethetic Zerith? Read to find out.

Name: Ariah Maxine Kole
Age: 25
Height: 5'8"
weight: 145
Origins: Human
Build: Average appearance, but stronger than one would think.
Appearence: Brown hair, natural black streaks that is cut off two inches below her shoulders. She had dark brown thoughtful eyes. Her skin was a light golden-tan color. Healthy, but the color of one who doesn't get too much sun.
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Ariah flew her ship, Deep Sea, in near Lucius' ship. She commed in, "Sorry I'm late, I'm still having trouble with my own shields. Don't be too surprised if this ship fails. I'm going around back." She commed out and then sped up and worked her way behind the enemy. On their way around one laser that was shot actually hit. The ship lurched and the other four people helping to run the ship fell onto the ground. She glanced back, "Alright everyone it's gonna be a bumpy ride." About that time they hit turbulence from the other ships and even after getting behind them Deep Sea still rocked and bounced.

She hadn't seen an ocean for years before she had received her ship. Even still, she hadn't seen it. Oh well, no use dwelling in the past. Pulling herself back into the present she shouted out, "Shoot the cannons!" A couple of people ran to either side of her, pressed different buttons, and lasers shot out of the pistol appearing objects on the side of her ship. She hit two engines and watched the two go down. She smirked in satisfaction but the smirk faded when two other ships of the Zerith turned around and got behind her. She cursed under her breath, "Status!" The person on her left checked and took a deep breath, "Shields are at 15%." They were shot again, "12%." The number kept going down. She shook her head when the number hit zero, and a laser hit their engines. She was tossed from her seat, along with the others, and hit her head. She didn't know much else except darkness and her ship hovered like a dead fish in the water.

Sathis stood, listening to the exchange the comander and the robot had, When upon hearing his nickname, "Mac" He turned to face the commander. For a brief millasecond, Only saddness showed in his eyes, saddness that he knew his race would not give up their foolish ways, anger replaced it quickly and a thin, soft dangerous voice, his own replyed,
"Dont be neive, They wont ever quit." He closed his eyes letting the anger pass,
*foolish reaction that was* he opend them once more, the yellow in his eyes gone, most likely not to be seen tell the next star or sun.
Another nodd came from Sathis, one of appolgys, it was not pride that forced him to be silent, but the fact that he wasnt much of a man,-or being- for talk.
"Sorry I'm late, I'm still having trouble with my own shields. Don't be too surprised if this ship fails. I'm going around back." Interrupted his unimportant thoughts, "She will Fail in her task." Sathis remarked, It might have seemed as if he was telling the future, but with the computer location device he could see her ship and the four heading twords her, it would not be a good out come.